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Meme: Your First Fanfic - AKA Pikasafire is fucking evil.
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pikasafire tagged me for this meme and I think I need to send the winged monkeys after her.MEME: YOUR FIRST FIC!
Post your very first fanfiction. Don't edit anything out. Leave in all the bad spelling, terrible grammar and painful summary.
Tag five other people. Have fun!
Fun. FUN? Seriously you guys, this is worse than I thought. I originally thought "Oh wow, at least it's not in first person!" and then I went and FOUND it (still on gossamer OH MY GOD.) And then I discover not only is it actually MOSTLY in first person it is also... wait for it... SONG FIC.
SONG FIC YOU GUYS. I'M NOT KIDDING. JON BON JOVI MOTHERFUCKING SONGFIC.
OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M POSTING THIS. *runs away*
Date sent: Wed, 06 Aug 1997 13:37:30 -0400
OK, this is my first post so be merciful. I am sending this from a friend's computer, but you can e-mail me at (no longer current email is no longer current). Please don't give out the other address as she is liable to kill me. (NOTE FROM THE PRESENT: I was not actually sending from a "friend's" email, but from my student email, I just couldn't figure out how to attach from my free fandom email provider. THE INTERNET WAS NEW AND SHINY OKAY?)
Archive it, do whatever you want with it, just give me the credit.
Title: Every Word Was A Piece Of My Heart
Email Address: (no longer current email is no longer current)
Rating: PG (Adult themes)
Category: Vignette (Angst?Romance? You tell me!)
Spoilers: Gethsemane
Keywords: Mulder/Scully Relationship
Summary: Set during the episode, Mulder bares his soul in one last letter to Scully.
Standard Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, they belong to CC (and Fox and 1013). I've just borrowed them for a bit. The song belongs to Jon Bon Jovi and whoever his recording company is. No breach of copyright intended, just a bit of fun. Please don't sue me I don't have any money.
OK, this story was inspired by the song mentioned in the title. I heard it, I loved it, I wrote about it. Consider it. Really CONSIDER it. Don't jump to the obvious conclusion... (NOTE FROM THE PRESENT: If you could see me right now you would know I am facepalming so hard I am surprised I can still see.)
I adore feedback. This is my first outing so please give me lots of it. PLEASE! Here's my address again: (no longer current email is no longer current) Feedback whore. Some things never change.
Every Word Was A Piece Of My Heart
Images danced on the screen. Talking heads. How many times had he watched these tapes? Dissected them. Believed them. Believed the lie.
Not anymore.
He picked up his pen.
*I've been staring at the page
For what seems like days
I guess I put this one off for a while...*
Four years. It's been long enough. Now time is running out. I don't know if it's already too late. So I sit here, the blank page staring me down, my failure to open up to you until now just one more failure on a long, long list. It's time.
Scully, there are some things I need to tell you, about me, about us. I'm not sure if you already know, if you've guessed, or if I've been as good at hiding it as I hoped I was.
This is hard for me, Scully. I'm not good with feelings. I'm better with facts, instincts, theories... but you already knew that. I know this is my last chance to tell you, so in desperation and with courage I've borrowed from a bottle of whiskey, I'll write down what I should have had the guts to say long before now...
*Did I see a tear fall from your eye
Or did you laugh so hard that you cried
When I served my secrets on a silver tray to you*
I love you, Dana. I always have. I don't know the when or why of it but somewhere along the way you became a part of me, a part I couldn't let go of, ignore or rip out. So go ahead, laugh, cry, scream. But know this is the truth.
*You've been the blood in my veins
The only one who knows my real name
And the smiles they came easy 'cause of you*
*You know that I love you but I hate you
'Cause I know I could never escape you
So let the choir sing for tonight I'm an easy mark*
I want to apologise for what I'm about to do. I don't want to hurt you, but you have to understand, this is something I have no control over. I just had to tell you first, how I feel. It's important that you know.
*Have I said too much
Maybe I haven't said enough
But know that every word was a piece of my heart*
My time is short. I can feel it calling me. It's time, Scully, it's time. To tell you the truth, I'm terrified. But this is something I have to do. I have no choice.
*Hush me darling, maybe I've lost my touch
Maybe I've lost my guts
There - is that truth enough*
Don't cry for me, Dana. I can't bear the thought of your pain.
*Hey now, am I talking just a little too loud
Hey now, I guess the night's just bringing me down...*
He signed his name in his distinctive bold scrawl, wiped the tears from his eyes and reached for his gun.
****************************************THE END*********************************
(Oh GOD, there isn't even an EQUAL NUMBER of asterixes on each side of the THE END. And there appears to be more header information and song lyrics than actual writing here. I should have named Jon Bon Jovi as my co-writer. OH KILL ME. KILL ME NOW.)
Dear lord, that was MORTIFYING. Really. I think the SG stuff is less embarrassing.
I'm not sure if you all know but
b_dsaint is on a self imposed LJ ban for lent, but since pikasafire fingered her for this too, she's graciously allowed me to bare her soul on her behalf. So BEHOLD!Miz's first fanfic. (It's Newsies, in case you were wondering.)
I tag
villiagegreen, piratesunk, brooklinegirl, turps33 and amproof. And ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO PLAY. I AM CURIOUS, OKAY? Don't make me stand here in shame alone.Now if we could all please forget everything you've just read. Thanks? Bye.
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